Jay made the loop downtown, around the Corps of Discovery statue at Case Park, and back, and was enjoying Joan's lemonade when Owen finished his run. By collapsing on Jay's front steps.

The youngster looked downright peaky.

"Maybe we had better stop for today," Jay said, offering the young man a glass.

"I'm gonna puke."

"Don't do it in the roses. Joan loves them."

Owen moaned quietly, and clutched his lemonade.

"Yes, we're definitely stopping." No sense in ruining the lad's willing nature by pushing him too far. Even after a week of trying, Jay could see no improvement, not even a hair – there was just something wrong with Owen's Speed.

"I can…"

"Stop. Drink your lemonade. Or Joan will have words."

"Wouldn't want that…" Owen murmured.

"No, absolutely not."

Tomorrow he'd push Wally a little harder for Owen's medical information. The lad had bounced all over the map, but he'd been on Batman's little team of shadows for a while – those medical records were somewhere, Jay knew. Batman was through, if occasionally despicable. There had to be a reason why the lad had Speed, and yet couldn't use it at all properly, and Jay meant to tease it out.

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